Falling - A Stony, Avengers FanFic

13. Back To Square One

"What if we have a dinner with everyone?" Steve suggested to Beth.

"Dinner? It will just be like a meeting with food." Beth stated.

"Yes, what's wrong with that? Try to release the stress through a good meal." Steve told Beth who was scrolling on her phone.

"Okay, but which restaurant? We don't have much time to plan this Steve." She said concerned.

"I'll cook!" Steve exclaimed excited.

"Okay... You do that. I'm sorry Steve I've gotta dash, Abbey has got something on William. See you, good luck with you casual war meeting dinner thing." The said as she kissed him on the kiss goodbye.

Steve nodded, turning to the cookbooks and flipping through them quickly.

"Hey," Abbey said as she walked into the kitchen. She leant over to the book and pointed to a recipe. "Do that one. Easy, simple and light to eat."

Steve looked curiously at her. "I thought you were with Beth." he said.

Abbey rolled her eyes and clicked her fingers. "Done that. C'mon Steve, fast paced, keep up."

"Sorry," he responded, staring at the book in confusion. "This one?" he questioned pointing to the Salmon recipe.

"Mmmhmm." Abbey mused over her coffee, already out the door.

"How do you do that?" he asked. "Move so quickly."

Abbey smirked, "That's business baby, slow down and they may catch up with you." She sauntered down the hallway, catching Clint as she went.

Steve shook his head, and began to cook.

The aroma of the cooking filled up the kitchen and soon Tony was in the kitchen stuffing his face with biscuits.

"Hey!" Steve slapped Tony on the back, "No snacking, you have to help me cook now."

Tony moaned, "Fine, just let me get my apron."

Tony bent over and pulled a blue and red apron from the lowest drawer.

"Ta da!" He twirled around to faced Steve.

Steve bursted out laughing. "You have a Captain America apron."

"It's vintage, made for the good old housewife."

"You have a Captain America apron." Steve repeated, struggling with his laughter.

"Hey, vintage."

Steve laughed loudly. "I feel like I could go into your closet and find a jumper too or something."

Tony awkwardly shifted.

"No!" Steve exclaimed as he fought back more laughter.

Tony slapped him in the arm, grinning. "Shut up. We're supposed to be cooking." he paused. "Wait, what are we cooking."

Steve smirked, "Salmon."

Tony groaned, "Ugh! Why?"

"Abbey said it's easy and good." Steve softly explained.

"Abbey? You took cooking advice from Abbey? Honey, all she eats is coffee and chocolate, she knows nothing about cooking." Tony told Steve as he shook his head.

"She seemed like she knew what she was taking about." Steve muttered.

"She has to modes: lazy Abbey and work Abbey. Lazy Abbey is the true Abbey while work Abbey is a too fast paper work machine. Ah, shit! The salmon is burning!" Tony exclaimed as he ran over to the stove.